Tonalité : Ab major•
Verse 1
Ab
Cm
Gb
Ab
(Lord of the Sad
Cm
and Lonely)
Ab
Gb
Won't you tell me who
Ab
E
is; the supreme leader
Gb
Bb
Still underused, like I'm not
a human heater
Gb
Ab
E
Move and groove, make the bitch linger
Gb
Ab
Want more than the dick,
Eb
gold on the ring finger
Db
Gb
Not the one to play dumb, see
Ab
E
I'm from Cleveland bitch
Gb
Ab
I'm up in the hills still keep
Ebm
it way triller than most
Db
Gb
Ab
E
Wanna relax, someone tell me how that feel
Gb
Ab
Ebm
I say that now until I go an pop this pill
Gb
I say out loud you wanna
Ab
E
let me cop a feel?
Gb
Bbm
Now I pray out loud but
I know my god heals
Gbm
Bounce with me If you don't
Ab
E
give a fuck simply
Gb
Ab
Fed up won't let up on the overtime
The more I work,
Gb
Ab
E
the more they wanna sweat mine
Gb
Ab
I can feel those lames they love to
Ebm
speak my name
Db
Gb
Sometimes dreams of breakin'
Ab
E
niggas whole faces
Gb
Ab
And fuck the precinct,
Ebm
ain't scared of catchin' cases
Gb
Ab
E
Sky might fall, but I ain't worried at all
Gb
Got me some xannies and a
couple adderall
Gb
Plus these racks we dis
Ab
E
tribute at the mall
Gb
Ab
With the spirit of god and some
Ebm
Db
Gan dalf balls, yum
Gb
Ab
E
Lord of the sad and lonely
Gb
Ab
And the ones that feel like
shit on the daily
Ebm
Db
Don't let these phony
Gb
Ab
niggas and hoes
E
Gb
Be the ones that bring you low
Ab
Let it be from the fatigue
Eb
Ebm
from making a pussy bleed
Gb
Ab
E
All of the things I've seen
Gb
and survived
Bbdim
Make a nigga feel way
more than just alive
Gb
Ab
E
You know my name you know my face
Gb
Ab
All hail King Wizard in your
motherfucking space
Gb
Ab
E
You love it
Gb
Ab
Yep, yep,
Verse 2
Ebm
Db
yep
Gb
Ab
Lord of the sad and lonely
E
Gb
Ab
Ebm
Yep, yep, yep
Gb
Ab
E
Gb
Lord of the sad and lonely
Bbm
Yep, yep, yep
Gb
Ab
Lord of the sad and lonely
E
Gb
Ab
And the ones that feel
like shit on the daily
Ebm
Db
I got you
Gb
Now I can
Verse 3
Ab
show you how to
E
make it, no Domingo Dean
Ab
In a way in which this
Ebm
Gb
universe has never seen
Ab
E
I feel the attention when I'm strut
tin' in my Prada boots
Ab
Check with my fresh,
Ebm
if you want I can style you
Gb
Ab
So unearthly,
E
Gb
my profession is to wow you
Bbm
F
Nigga how you not better than me,
Gb
Ab
listen I swear to Je sus
E
Gb
Ab
I feel like Baby back in 99
Ebm
Db
Gb
In the SLS stunting and it's all mine
Ab
E
Shitting on these nigga sip
Gb
ping on some Swiss Kriss
Ab
Ebm
I got jewelry that is sit
Db
ting on ma' slit wrist
Gb
Abm
E
My label fucking up my flow,
Gb
see I'm getting pissed
Ab
Ebm
Work too damn hard here for
the shenanigans
Gb
Ab
E
Don't hang around bums,
Gb
and that's how I went fe fi fo fum
Haters, how do my cum taste,
Gb
Ab
E
no fun, no jokes, no smile
Gb
Ab
Just a grin that suggest
Ebm
I'm the best
Gb
Living like I got a motherfucking
E
Gb
pump on my left at all times
Ab
So many kids live their life
Ebm
Db
through my rhymes
Gb
Abm
E
Gb
See I'm in love with you all to the end
Ab
When shit was dark for me you
Ebm
were my only friends
Gb
On the realer,
Ab
E
Gb
so smoke some tree for your nigga
Ain't nobody got my bounce,
know my juicy ounce
Gb
Ab
E
Walk in rooms and
Gb
fuckboys close their mouth
Ab
The Cud life, you know what
Ebm
Db
Gb
E
Gb
we about
Ab
Lord of the
Verse 4
Sad and Lonely
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